Harshness vanished, a sudden softness has replaced the meadows' wintry grey. Little rivulets of water changed their singing accents. Tendernesses, hesitantly, reach toward the earth from space, and country lanes are showing these unexpected subtle risings that find expression in the trees.
Out of infinite longings rise finite deeds like a fountain, falling back just in time and trembling. And yet, what otherwise remains silent, our happy energies show themselves in these dancing tears. You followed slowly and took a long time as if something were still left to transcend; and yet: as if after the transition, you would no longer walk, but fly. And you wait, keep waiting for that one thing which would infinitely enrich your life: the powerful, uniquely uncommon, the awakening of dormant stones, depths that would reveal you to yourself. In the dusk you notice the book shelves with their volumes in gold and in brown; and you think of far lands you journeyed, of pictures and of shimmering gowns. And it comes to you all of a sudden: That was it! And you arise, for you are aware of a year in your distant past with its events and prayers.
today xxxhere todau ..I go,,,,early to work..
.xxx!!,,[travaille] ,un cafe,,[_]...et gros bisous..amitie caroline xxx i,l pleutici!!
